Don't Forget to Fly

It's been a good minute since I've blogged, and I've felt that void in my life.
But once again I'm back rattling on about my thoughts and observations.
And lately I've come to doubt a lot of things in my life.
When those doubts pop into mind, I'm suddenly jealous of my former self.
Jealous of the time when I knew what I wanted and the world made sense.
Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything

When fairytales were real and dreams came true.
When your biggest worry was who to tag at recess.
Back when life was simple

I want to believe again.
in a life worth living
in a true friendship worth keeping
&
in a love worth striving for.

I want to believe that on a planet of nearly 7 billion people, there is someone else who sees the world in the beautiful way I do.

So I'm learning how to believe in things again. And I have to remind myself often, because life wants me forget and give up.

So...  

I believe in the power of believing.
 I believe in fairy tales for what they can teach us about real life.
 I believe in happy endings, and believe they don’t always happen.
I believe in things that give us the courage and strength to continue on.
I believe it when someone says "you’re beautiful".
I believe that everyone deserves to be happy.
I believe that things happen for a reason and people come into your life, to not always stay, but to prepare you and make you into the person you're meant to be. 
I believe that we have choices and that we can choose wisely.
I believe that love exists.
I believe in my own intuition.
I believe that we are capable of doing so much more with our life than we're doing.
I believe that there is magic in the world.

But above all, I believe in myself.